*ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF 18*
I walked out of my last class, extremely grateful that I could finally go home for a much needed break. It was Thanksgiving break and I could not wait to get home for a nice home cooked meal. I had already packed everything I needed in my car. I headed straight to my car after class, hopped in and started driving.
It was about an hour's drive from my college to my house. I called my mother to let her know I was on my way home.
"Hey Mom, I just wanted to let you know I'm on my way home."
"Oh that's great Arnold! I'll be expecting you soon. By the way, did I tell you we got some new neighbors? They seem like a great couple! They asked if we had anyone who would be able to lend a hand with rearranging some things in their house so I told them you would be able to help out tomorrow."
"Okay Mom, I'll help them out tomorrow then," I said as I hung up the phone and continued my drive, a little bit upset that my mom volunteered me.
When I arrived home my mom walked out of the house to greet me, "Arnold! You look a lot different since the last time I saw you!"
I know I only lived an hour away from home, but I rarely ever visited. My appearance now was much different than it was 3 months ago. I stood at 5'4 with black, wavy hair. My eyes are a deep brown and my skin is tan.
"You've let your hair grow out, and you've gotten taller!" my mom exclaimed.
"I know mom. Let's go inside. I just want to relax."
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The next day, I was awoken at 10 o'clock by my mom yelling, "Arnold! Wake up! I told the neighbors you'd be at their place by 10!"
Shit. I had forgotten about helping the neighbors. I quickly threw on some athletic shorts and a t shirt. I ran downstairs, grabbed some cereal, put on my shoes, and headed over to my neighbors' house.
I rang the doorbell as I quickly fixed my hair. The door opened to reveal a stunning woman. She was about an inch taller than I was but was wearing three and a half inch high heels. Her hair was black and down to her stomach. She was wearing a purple V-neck which was complimented by her large breasts. She wore jeans which struggled to contain her large hips. She probably had a 36D-28-42 body.
I quickly recollected myself, "Hi I'm Arnold. My mom told you I would be able to help you rearrange some things in your house."
"Yes of course! Thank you so much for doing this. Please come in," she said as she motioned for me to come inside. "Please follow me this way to the kitchen. I'm Vanessa by the way." By now we had reached the kitchen. There was a man standing in the kitchen dressed in a suit. "This is my husband, Tom."
"Nice to meet you, Tom. I'm Arnold," I said as I shook Tom's hand.
"It's nice to meet you too Arnold. I don't mean to be rude, but I'm late for work. It was nice meeting you Arnold," Tom said as he started walking out of the kitchen. "I'll be home later tonight Vanessa. I have to stay later since I'm getting to work so late."